WHAT. EVEN. IS. MACBETH?!

I'm supposed to be writing an essay for it... But I decided to do this instead.

Also, I can't write in Shakespearean, so I'm doing this like a story.

~SNEAK PEEK~

"I would like one medium McBeth please."

The regular cashier, Lucas, smiled. "Are you sure you wouldn't be interested in a McDuff? You get the same burger every Friday."

"I'm sure." I respond, a small smile working its way onto my lips.

"That'll be $4.95."

I hand him the change, exchanging it for a receipt with my order number on it, the cheap, grease-stained paper feeling familiar in my hands.

"One medium McBeth for the lady please!" He hollers, quickly looking back to me.